Zhang Zhitian drew three snakes chasing each other on the ground with his fingers dipped in wine, and said softly: "Uncle, you see that these three snakes will be eaten sooner or later, and there is only one snake left with a full belly, and at this time there will be a snake that will be eaten, so why don't you appear at the end?

Shangguan Qingye frowned, stroked the three-inch-long thick black beard under his chin, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said, "Virtuous nephew, it's just that sometimes the enemy grows stronger when he strikes late, so it's not so easy to deal with." ”

Zhang Zhitian raised the glass wine glass, looked at the bright moon in the cup by the flickering firelight, and said: "Not necessarily, we just do something in the dark, and don't show up in the open." ”

Zhang Zhitian said: "The so-called dark under the lamp, the closer you get, the harder it is to see." ”

Shangguan Qingye said faintly: "You have to act carefully and think twice." ”

Zhang Zhitian nodded and said, "What my uncle said is extremely true. ”

Zhang Zhitian hugged the altar and fell to the ground, while Shangguan Qingye leaned on Zhang Zhitian's body with his back and muttered: "Yu'er, I miss you so much." ”

Zhang Zhitian was illuminated by the bright moonlight, lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and whispered: "Take me a move, the meteor hits the moon sword, Qiankun is in one palm, and ten thousand swords are in one sword。。。。。。 ”

The little monster Thorn trotted all the way out of the tent, his eyes turned blue in the moonlight, wandering in the moonlight, constantly rolling. The dent on the neck of the little monster thorn slowly appeared and the flesh grew, like a small head. The little monster Thorn ran to Zhang Zhitian's side one by one, bit Zhang Zhitian's collar and dragged him back, and pulled into the tent one by one.

The little monster Thorn continued to pretend in the moonlight, and the moonlight from the sky shone like flowing water into the dent on Thorn's neck, and the small granulations of the dent changed and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming more and more like the prototype of a head. The moon was still bright, but the things on the earth were dim and no longer clear, and they fell into darkness, and the flowers and plants were no longer clearly visible, as if who had robbed the moonlight from the sky. The eyes of the little monster thorn gradually turned milky white, a strange and shuddering white, there was no emotion, only condescending, looking down on all beings with indifference. The little monster screamed, its voice childish and hoarse, inducing madness. The sky gradually became a dark cloud quietly covering the bright moon, the darkness came, Thorn trotted all the way to the distant woods, there was a slight cry in the distance, the sound of slight movements, crazy and fast to catch the prey, jumped suddenly, both claws pressed on the soft fur of a fox, Thorn showed its fangs, a mouth bit off the fox's fur, blood was dripping, the fox twitched in pain, the claws were clutched tightly like iron pincers, the fox could not move, the blood spread on the snow-white fur, and the thorns devoured the fox's flesh and blood one by one。。。。。。。

After sucking the fox's flesh, the little monster sucked the flesh of the fox, walked slowly to the tent, stopped halfway, and sipped his mouth on the ground, the dust covered the blood, and the evidence of the crime disappeared. Thorn walked into the camp tent leisurely, lying on the futon, looking at the sleeping Zhang Zhitian with milky white eyes, crazy and bloodthirsty, but suddenly with a little reason in his eyes, a trace of emotion, he softly stretched out his head and touched Zhang Zhitian's face. After a while, he squinted his eyes, pricked up his ears, listened vigilantly to the movements of the four directions, and fell asleep in the silent darkness.